The first time that I saw her she was standing in the rain
On a sidewalk somewhere down in Tennessee
I wore my sideburns low, she hitched her skirt up high
Something 'bout her made me wanna cry
She was like a hurricane and easy on the eye
Pleasures of the flesh, like whiskey and fire
She said oh "Baby, baby, baby won't ya give me one more drink"
Said "'Id like to honey but it's later than you think"
It's later than you think, it's later than you think
It's later than you think, Yeah
It's later than you think
Got thrown outta school for wearing blue jeans
She was thrown outta home you know what I mean
I'm a poor boy from El Paso, she's an Angel from San Antone
Stay tonight come the morning she'll be gone
Now I'm waiting at the station for that train to arrive
I'm searchin' the horizon, and all I see is sky
I ain't seen my baby, I guess she's gone for good
Kinda like I always knew she would
Like I always knew she would, like I always knew she would
Like I always knew she would
Yeah Like I always knew she would
Yeah Like I always knew she would
Slow Train, where did I go wrong
Slow Train, won't ya hear my song
Slow Train, won't you set me free
Slow Train bring my baby back to me
Bring her back to me
Bring her back to me
Bring her back to me
Yeah Bring her back to me
Yeah Bring her back to me
Yeah Bring her back to me
Yeah Bring her back to me